Silhouetted Face

MAntunes

She walked into my office one day and quietly shut the door behind her. She quickly removed her scarf and  there, staring at me was a portrait of a beautiful, restful innocent woman, beaming up an alluring smile that not even an artist hand would have carved. Although, she was in her forties, a picture of flawlessness, childlike like calmness, wrinkle free silhouetted face the world wouldn’t dare see, emerged.

 

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